"How long do you plan to stay in Beijing?"
"Leaving tomorrow."
Liang was sitting at the entrance of the milk tea shop, holding Zhang Tian'ai in his arms, gently pinching her earlobe with his thumb and index finger, "Staying another day is just to see you."
He had originally booked a flight for 9:30 in the morning, but just before setting off, he suddenly thought of Zhang Tian'ai.
The last time they parted had been over two months, and he didn't know how she was doing at Mahua Theater, so he came to see her.
"It's pretty good, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Shen, and many theater teachers all take good care of me."
Zhang Tian'ai was slightly disappointed, having hoped and waited so long for Liang, only to spend a single day together.
The feelings were there to some extent, but more so, she had already experienced the benefits of having a strong backer.
As Liang's fame grew, Zhang Chen's attitude towards her improved as well.
